Eye of the Beholder starts off with a strong sense of visual style. A kind of Rear Window for the 90's. It's beautiful to behold, but unfortunately, the plot (or lack of) sets in.

Ewan McGregor plays an intelligence expert distraught over the unexplained loss of his wife and child. When on assignment, he becomes obsessed with a woman (sultry Ashley Judd) he's supposed to be staking out. A woman with a heap load of problems, I might add.

This disjointed piece of psychobabble was directed with uncompromising visual flair by Stephan Elliot (the likable Pricilla: Queen of the Desert). What starts off as an engrossing thriller, degenerates into a nonsensical mess.

Too much of this story is unexplained and Eye of the Beholder offers an anticlimactic ending that left me completely dumbfounded. That's too bad, because this film is extremely well shot and offers great editing. McGregor and Judd can only do so much. Before long, Eye of the Beholder loses it's audience with it's sheer absurdity.